This vacuum around your name
I fumble to call out, mummy.
I don't know how to deal with this nothingness.
This death surrounding us all.
Waiting by the door,
Keeping a tab on when the time is up.
The one thing we can never control,
Is when death will embrace us.
You did not prepare me for your loss.
For the what will be without your smile or sound.
For where will I look for advice,
What will I do without you.
I did not know,
how deeply I loved you.
Until you were gone!
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